September 11th, 2001

We would like to express the sorrow that we share with our customers and our fellow Americans over the actions of September 11th.

For
those who would like to help, you can visit the Red Cross at www.redcross.org.

Thank you very much, HAMILTON GUIDE SERVICE

In light of the recent crisis we have included this on our web page. We must not forget what has happened and what is now happening in this great country we live in.
We are a proud people and we will overcome this tragedy and prevail.

Please join us in

This to Our Heavenly Father:

We are moved by the alarming news and crisis that our country is facing.
This, the greatest nation, founded in the belief that "In God We Trust" and the
"Land of the Free".

We come against this enemy that has attacked our country. No weapon that
is formed against us shall prosper. We pray for the families of those who
have lost loved ones in these attacks.Please have mercy on those suffering, hurting and in fear.
Give wisdom & strength to those who are assisting. May the forces of evil
be broken by your power and may we humble before thee, our strength and
refuge.

We pray for our President and all the great leaders of this country that you will give them wisdom, and bring your comforting peace through the power of your Holy Spirit.

Help us here to reach to those that have been affected by this tragedy. We pray for Divine intervention and ask your favor for America.

Thank you for your protection from further attacks. Comfort the hearts of
the people.

In the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

AMEN

A Letter to the Terrorist

Dear Whomever

Well, you hit the
World Trade Center, but you missed America.
You hit the Pentagon, but you missed America.
You used helpless American bodies to take out other American
bodies, but like a poor marksman, you STILL missed America.

You monster. You beast. You unspeakable bastard.
What lesson did you hope to teach us by your coward's attack on our
World
Trade Center, our Pentagon, us? What was it you hoped we would learn?
Whatever it was, please know that you failed.

Did you want us to respect your cause? You just damned your cause.
Did you want to make us fear? You just steeled our resolve.
Did you want to tear us apart? You just brought us together.

Let me tell you about my people. We are a vast and quarrelsome family, a
family rent by racial, social, political and class division, but a
family
nonetheless. We're frivolous, yes, capable of expending tremendous
emotional energy on pop cultural minutiae -- a singer's revealing dress,
a
ball team's misfortune, a cartoon mouse. We're wealthy, too, spoiled by
the ready availability of trinkets and material goods, and maybe because
of that, we walk through life with a certain sense of blithe
entitlement.
We are fundamentally decent, though -- peace-loving and compassionate.
We
struggle to know the right thing and to do it. And we are, the
overwhelming majority of us, people of faith, believers in a just and
loving God.

Some people -- you, perhaps -- think that any or all of this makes us
weak. You're mistaken. We are not weak. Indeed, we are strong in ways
that
cannot be measured by arsenals.

Yes, we're in pain now. We are in mourning and we are in shock. We're
still grappling with the unreality of the awful thing you did, still
working to make ourselves understand that this isn't a special effect
from
some Hollywood blockbuster, isn't the plot development from a Tom Clancy
novel. Both in terms of the awful scope of their ambition and the
probable
final death toll, your attacks are likely to go down as the worst acts
of
terrorism in the history of the United States and, probably, the history
of the world. You've bloodied us as we have never been bloodied before.

But there's a gulf of difference between making us bloody and making us
fall. This is the lesson Japan was taught to its bitter sorrow the last
time anyone hit us this hard, the last time anyone brought us such
abrupt
and monumental pain. When roused, we are righteous in our outrage,
terrible in our force. When provoked by this level of barbarism, we will
bear any suffering, pay any cost, go to any length, in the pursuit of
justice.

I tell you this without fear of contradiction. I know my people, as you,
I
think, do not. What I know reassures me. It also causes me to tremble
with
dread of the future.

In the days to come, there will be recrimination and accusation, fingers
pointing to determine whose failure allowed this to happen and what can
be
done to prevent it from happening again. There will be heightened
security, misguided talk of revoking basic freedoms. We'll go forward
from this moment sobered, chastened, sad. But determined, too.
Unimaginably determined.

You see, the steel in us is not always readily apparent. That aspect of
our character is seldom understood by people who don't know us well. On
this day, the family's bickering is put on hold.

As Americans we will weep, as Americans we will mourn, and as Americans,
we will rise in defense of all that we cherish.

So I ask again: What was it you hoped to teach us? It occurs to me that
maybe you just wanted us to know the depths of your hatred. If that's
the
case, consider the message received. And take this message in exchange:
You don't know my people. You don't know what we're capable of. You
don't
know what you just started.
But you're about to learn.